THE DEVOTED WORKER

of making her lovelier than any apocalyptic dream. Like
the bee he sucked the honey of divine love from the
successive flowers of mystical experiences.

On his return to Calcutta after a few days' stay at
Santipur, Vijaykrishna introduced into the Samaj various
innovations, one of which was street-singing. Large bands
of Brahmo singers with Vaisnavite musical instruments
proceeded along the streets of Calcutta, proclaiming, in
noble accents, the name of God which thrilled the hearers,
and day after day secured more and more adherents for
that faith.

Vijaykrishna felt more and more drawn to Chaitanya.
To his friends he talked of the greatness of Chaitanya
and the glory of divine Love that makes the I
merge itself in Thou. It is pure unconditional Love
which is its own reward and for which trying is no help,
for either one loves or one does not, and "the Flute
that maddens" really maddened some but left others
untouched. In that old Persian tale, the lover forgot
himself altogether. In the intensity of true love, he
identified himself with his beloved. Twice he called at the
door, and twice he had to return baffled. The third time
he said, "I am thou", and at once the bride flung open
the door for him to get in. So did Chaitanya bid us efface
our 'self. The life of Chaitanya came to be studied with
great interest, though He was regarded not as an incarnation
of Lord Sree Krishna, absorbing all that was transcendental
in Sree Radha to realize for Himself how that Wandering
Bride in tears had sought for Him in a previous incarnation
(as the Vaisnavas would say), but merely as the Prophet
of Nadia.

Nevertheless, the very name of Chaitanya, Who had
descended upon the earth from that blessed and eternal

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